Chapter 118
Kiggiggiggiggigg!
With a friction sound, Nan Gonggale knocked away the fluttering sword in front of him, but the vicious tip of the sword still moved as if it didn’t want to let go of him.
Namgungal was about to crash head-on into the flexible kite sword and crush it.
Kaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
At the moment of impact, Namgungal had to feel a strange sensation. His parrying sword was meant to be a combination of a parrying and heavy sword. Therefore, he felt that he could never be outmatched in strength and heaviness.
However.
‘The feeling of being sucked in, and.
With a thud, Namgungal’s insides were shaken by the repulsion and counter-elasticity felt from his fingertips.
It was as if the paddle and heavy sword had been returned directly to him.
In that moment, he felt a burning sensation.
He felt a crude blade, made of a different material than the katana, slide across his left forearm.
A katana on the left.
A halberd on the right.
Mo Yonglu gripped the different blades and unfurled them freely. The dazzling and extreme pleasure-oriented swords were strangely compatible with the sword of Namgungal.
“Hahahahaha! Ugly, ugly, ugly.”
Mo Yonglu sneered at Namgungal’s sword, which couldn’t even parry a single blow.
Namgungal narrowed his eyes.
“For once, I hit it right. It didn’t even spill.
But why?
What’s going on?
His strength hadn’t dried up to the point where he was at the peak of his powers.
He must have spent years mastering the fast and medium techniques of the Heavenly Wind Sword Technique.
